Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Is this what I have achieved in the past few months?

Is this the pride of County X?

There was no expression on my face, and even my heart was as calm as water.

I just opened my eyes and looked at the podium, which was already empty.

I thought of my parents who had high hopes for me at home, and the teachers who always praised me for being smart and talented in junior high school. [

"This child was reincarnated by Hai Rui, and the youngest will be a deputy county magistrate in the future." These were the words of the fortune teller.

Now, shall I give back to them with the bottom five in the class?

What happened to make my grades go backwards so terribly, just because I didn't go to evening self-study?

I sat there blankly, and the atmosphere in the class became alive little by little, drowning out the gloom just now.

Chu Tingting changed seats with the person next to me, sat down and said, "They all copied..."

"They" refers to the few idle students in the back, taking the family's money to wreak havoc everywhere.

What Chu Tingting meant was that they copied it, so they passed me in the exam.

So, if they didn't copy, can I take the bottom ten?

I smiled wryly, although I knew that Chu Tingting was comforting me, the sadness in my heart didn't decrease at all.

That's it, that's it.

Maybe I am not suitable for studying at all...

The class bell rang, and the Chinese teacher walked in with a thick stack of papers, and ordered the class representative to hand them out.

A paper with a score of 59 in bright red was placed in front of me.

How can it be?The ensuing blows hit, this is my best language!

I turned over the back of the paper, it was a composition, and it failed!

The composition I was proud of since I was a child was recited by the teacher as a model essay since I was a child, but I failed!

I felt like a big hammer fell from the sky and hit my head hard.

The previous basic questions were not bad, but points were deducted for the composition, which led to the failure of the entire paper.

At this moment, the young Chinese teacher spoke up: "Everyone is generally good in this exam, but some people's compositions..." He snorted softly: "They are already high school students, can you Don't be so naive, still writing essays with the style of a junior high school student? What are you writing about 'Camera [-], Camera [-]'...”[